I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 115: Sorceress Shar
Roger's heart skipped a beat at the bartender's answer.
But he quickly grasped two key words in the other's words.
"Floating Island" and "Flooded".
There is a lot of information hidden behind this.
As far as Roger knows.
The people living on the floating island are from the six "families" who are the true rulers of the Gem City.
The many gangs under the floating island are just the external manifestations of the intertwined forces of the six major families.
This group holds the core power of the Gem City in their hands.
That power is spell.
That's right.
Today's Jewel City Floating Island is the legacy of the "Aether Society" era.
The people of the six major families inherited the authority of the Ether Society.
The "Truth Society" was established in the style of the old times.
The Society of Truth represents the highest level of sorcery in the Gem City and surrounding areas.
It is said that the number of extraordinary mages in it exceeds double digits.
This is a very formidable force.
And in this case.
"Ether Dragon" can actually flood the floating island...
Reminiscent of the scene when Roger marked the Ethereal Dragon, not only did the opponent not dodge, but instead charged aggressively.
It is not difficult to infer the following results:
The Ethereal Dragon has extremely high spell resistance, possibly even magic immunity!
At the same time, its own physical defense is high enough.
In this case, it dares to be so arrogant.
As for why he was slapped to death by Roger.
Most likely the cause of "chi".
"Smashing Palm is indeed a powerful weapon for eliminating demons. After all, I am still a disciple of the Hong Qingquan Sect."
Roger thought with pride.
……
"But I advise you not to think too much."
Unconsciously.
The bartender said more, and he looked at Roger seriously:
"A few people tried to get to the floating island last week and were thrown down."
"If it was you, how would you feel when someone fell off a floating island that is nearly 1,000 meters away?"
Roger nodded in agreement:
"That was a really scary thing."
The bartender nods in satisfaction:
"So, don't think about getting to the sky in one step."
"I think you look good. I have a few other jobs here that you can try."
Speak.
He quietly pushed a small note over.
……
"Urgent move: strong man/gentle guy/cream boy"
"Working location: unknown, mostly floating island lady's salon"
……
"Ah, thanks for the kindness...but I'm not thinking about that for now."
Roger declined the bartender's gracious invitation.
No wonder.
His new human-skin mask is a little more temperamental, but it looks really good.
After the swap, his Charisma directly increased by 2 points.
And maybe more points in terms of appearance.
After being rejected by Roger, the bartender's attitude immediately cooled down.
Roger wasn't annoyed either. After paying a tip as agreed, he was about to leave.
Who knew that the bartender took the initiative to chat up the little girl in the black dress behind Roger:
"May I know your name, beautiful lady?"
The little girl in the black dress froze for a moment and looked at Roger.
The latter blinks.
She understood immediately, and said:
"My name is Woodpecker."
Her lingua franca is newly learned, a little stumbling, but with an indescribable aura.
"Ah, woodpecker! What a poetic name!"
The bartender hummed a song immediately. After humming, he looked at the little girl in the black dress affectionately:
"Can I buy you a drink?"
A quick glance at Roger's departing back.
The woodpecker smiled shyly:
"Of course."
……
Late night.
In a single room on the third floor of the Scavenger Inn.
The little girl in the black dress who just returned put a large bag of information on the table.
Roger asked casually while flipping through the information:
“How was your drink?”
The woodpecker said softly:
"It sucks."
Roger frowned: "In a normal voice."
"Got it, Master, it sucks."
A low male voice sounded:
"The more the human drank, the more excited he took me to his quarters, where these things were found."
Roger nodded:
"And then? Did he find out who you were?"
Woodpecker frowned:
"That's the bad point."
"After he found out, he became more excited."
Roger coughed violently, nearly choking himself.
"And then what?"
He asked gossip.
"I killed him."
The woodpecker said succinctly:
"The errand he was trying to introduce to you during the day was a trap."
"The so-called work content is not to serve the ladies at all, but to become a human experiment for a mage on the floating island."
"According to my inquiries, more than 20 people have been fooled this year, and they all ended up miserably."
Roger nodded slightly.
This is not what he expected.
While the bartender was promoting his job, his sixth sense sensed malice.
I just didn't expect this to happen.
"This floating island is really hazy everywhere."
Roger couldn't help but snorted softly.
He thought silently for a while, then ordered:
"In the next period of time, you will let Ugu lead the others to find an abandoned farm to stay in peace, and wait for me to inform you of the next move."
"This is enough money for your expenses, but be careful and keep a low profile."
The woodpecker nodded.
"What about you, Master?"
She couldn't help but ask one more question.
"On the floating island."
Roger tapped lightly on the document he had pulled from a pile of intelligence.
……
"Mission: Recruit senior masseuses"
"Description: Ms. Shar from Floating Island No. 4 suffers from cervical spondylosis and hip pain. She is now recruiting senior masseuses from the Jewel City area with an hourly salary of 200 coppers"
"Contact: Old Locke (you can find him near Blackhawk Plaza or the Ruin Bridge)"
……
The next afternoon.
At Blackhawk Plaza.
A frivolous teenager with a black coffin walked past quickly, attracting the attention of many people.
But in Gem City.
Anyone in fancy clothes.
In the eyes of many people, the coffin is just a decoration.
The Orioles around the square whistled and winked at the boy, but unfortunately the latter ignored him.
"Are you Ba?"
A corner of the square.
Old Locke with gray hair joked:
"Don't be so nervous, it's not to die on the floating island."
"Of course, if you can't satisfy Ms. Shar, she might throw you off the floating island, and this coffin won't be of any use. Why don't you sell it to me cheaply?"
Roger raised his eyebrows and said a little arrogantly:
"I am a martial artist, and this is my practice tool."
Old Locke nodded relievedly:
"Yes, I have seen your self-introduction, from a martial artist deep in the mountains of "Thunder Heights". "
"Maybe what Ms. Shar needs is someone like you."
"We have to act fast, otherwise it will take more than two hours for the next pontoon boat."
Roger remained silent.
Just follow Old Locke to the depths of Blackhawk Plaza.
20 minutes later.
They are standing on the deck of a mid-size pontoon.
Amid the huge roar of poor quality matchstones.
The pontoon takes off slowly.
The strong wind hit, and many people on the deck involuntarily held on to the wooden poles at hand.
Roger didn't help, he saw this wind a lot in the sky.
Wait until the airflow becomes steady.
Old Locke said:
"Don't worry too much, the floating boat is flying very slowly. Today is the turn of No. 4 floating island to rise to the highest orbit, so it will take longer."
Roger said in surprise:
"With such low transportation efficiency, aren't the gentlemen on the floating island too slow?"
Old Locke smiled:
"If you join the six major families someday, you won't have to ride the pontoon anymore."
"Your travel vehicle will become the "Aether Gate". That is a very powerful transmission technology, left by the ancestors of the old era. I heard that the gentlemen of the Truth Society have been working on restoring this technology. I don’t know when it will be successfully promoted. Let us also enjoy the convenience. "
Roger heard the temptation in his words and gave him a stern look.
The latter smirked and stopped talking.
……
The pontoon slowly docked.
Old Locke led Roger through the clean and tidy city, and finally came to a secluded villa.
After knocking on the door, a butler will come to receive you.
Old Locke completed his brokerage mission and left without looking back.
The middle-aged housekeeper with a serious expression led Roger all the way to the living room, and left after just a few words.
Roger put down the black coffin and sat down to himself.
The decor in the living room is extravagant.
A single block of pure white marble is paved on the floor.
An intricate citrine chandelier hangs from the dome and is seven or eight meters long.
It's full of splendor.
Even the handle of the chair Roger was sitting on had two white marbles inlaid.
I almost didn't type the word "rich" on the furniture.
Suddenly.
A tickling sensation came from the back of his hand.
Roger looked down and was amused—
An aether-eater dragon appeared out of nowhere, and is now screaming and dancing on the back of his hand!
Roger smiled slightly.
A backhand is a slap.
……
"You killed an aether-eating dragon"
"You gained 1 XP"
"Your reflex speed has been slightly increased"
……
"Comfortable."
Roger is so happy!
"What are you doing?"
A curious voice came.
Roger looks up.
What caught my eye was a long fiery red hair.
Big eyes.
Long eyelashes.
Melon face.
Exploding figure~IndoMTL.com~ At this point, Roger's eyes stopped looking down, because the other party was only wearing loose pajamas.
On the data bar.
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"Sixth Sense: You met the sorceress Shar, her level is between 36 and 41, she is suspected of having demon blood"
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"Sixth Sense: You see that sorceress Shar is not wearing..."
……
Roger looked away quickly.
The sixth sense is too acute.
He had to restrain himself.
"Just an annoying bug."
Roger calmly clasped the body of the Ethereal Dragon in the palm of his hand, and then asked:
"Can I start treatment?"
Salle glanced thoughtfully at the black coffin beside him, and yawned lazily:
"Of course."
"Ugly speaking, if you can't satisfy me, you'd better have a scroll of flying on you."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked inside.
Roger follows quickly.
……
10 minutes later.
In a dimly lit room.
Three sticks of incense were burning in the corner, and the smell of mixed essential oils filled the air, giving it a somewhat charming smell.
Salle was lying on the long water bed and urged:
"Quick."
Roger unhurriedly pressed his right hand to her hip.
A large amount of Qi gathers here.
With Roger's efforts.
Little by little seeps out.
……
"Hint: You use 'Chi' to locally heal the target"
……
"Huh?"
Shar, who was lying on her stomach, made a surprised sound.
Not long.
The sorceress's continuous humming of joy could be heard from the room.
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